On the morning of March, the sun is shining, the spring breeze is warm, the plane tree in front of the gate of the monarch's mansion has drawn out new shoots, not far from the river, the willows are still around, the courtyard wall in the monarch's mansion, the peach branches are like a baby who has just woken up stretching his body, and the peach blossoms are swaying in the wind, as if he can see the woman in the courtyard pinching the peach blossoms, looking forward to the man's home. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jun Xie led Xue Libai, who had nourished his spirit, carrying a black cloth bag, and walked towards Jun's mansion in Ye Manhe's surprised eyes.

Zhang Fu, who was sweeping in front of the mansion, looked over, his eyes full of boredom.

He has been working in Junfu for more than three months, doing some rough work of sweeping the floor and pouring night pots, and in his dream, with his handsome appearance, the plot of capturing the heart of Miss Junjia did not appear, but yesterday he broke a porcelain vase, and asked the old steward to call the nursing home, and dragged him to the firewood room to beat his ass and blossom, and he walked strangely today, so that today everyone looked at him with strange eyes, and wondered whether the nursing home was beating him with a stick on the top or with a stick below.

Thinking of this, and seeing that the samurai did not look like a samurai, and the scholar did not look like a scholar, he was in a terrible mood, and symbolically waved his broom a few times, while turning and walking back.

"Little brother walks slowly. ”

The man still opened his mouth, Zhang Fu covered his forehead, sighed in his heart that he couldn't hide from these nagging ghosts after all, and responded angrily: "What do you call me to do!"

Jun Xie also sees human feelings clearly, and when people are always in a bad mood, they don't think so, but Ye Manhe is anxious, and he doesn't know whether he is deliberately making it bad, or if he doubts Jun Xie's identity after all, and immediately said angrily: "Blind your eyes! Your young master is back, and he won't let all the people inside come out to greet him!"

After she said this, she didn't have a proud expression, so Jun Xie knew, she still didn't believe in her identity, and she deliberately stirred up trouble and made it bad.

Zhang Fu also knew Ye Manhe, after all, this old girl was selling steamed buns on the opposite street, and she was very familiar, seeing that Ye Manhe dared to yell at herself, Zhang Fu was immediately angry.

"Rotten mouth Bao Zi Po, it's okay to come here to make trouble! In what month, haven't a few Diao people who claim to be my young master come over and pretend to be crazy and stupid? Don't they all go out in the end? Hurry up and bring your wild man back, so that the master in charge will be scolded!"

"Who's a wild man! believe it or not, I tore your mouth!"

"You wife that no one wants! This is also the place where you play crazy with!"

Ye Manhe was the most taboo to say that she had no one to want, originally just wanted to wait to see Jun Xie's jokes, but at this time, the emperor was not in a hurry, the eunuch was in a hurry, and Zhang Fu scolded him, and finally made a bet, if Jun Xie is really the son and young master of the Jun family, Zhang Fu will give the bun shop three months of free labor.

Jun Xie couldn't cry or laugh, seeing that someone in front of the mansion began to watch the excitement, he finally felt that the impact was not good, so he took out the crumpled road guide from his arms and handed it to Zhang Fu.

"This thing, take a look at it in the house, it's hard to drive. ”

Zhang Fu is not a dog who fights people, the gentleman is polite, behaves moderately, and has a smile on his face, everyone says that he doesn't stretch out his hand to hit a smiling person, Zhang Fu will not go too far, but Ye Manhe is a hindrance, and the two made a gambling contract, Zhang Fu was furious, copied the road guide, and scolded, and actually tore the road lead!

Seeing this, Ye Manhe began to scold, and Jun Xie's smile was also put away, but the servants in the mansion were still attracted by the noise, and when they heard that another young master was coming back, they gathered to see the excitement.

The second son of the long house in the mansion is not a good person, his cultivation qualifications are extremely poor, I heard that the meridians are blocked, but he lingers in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion all day long, doing some cockfighting and dog walking, he has no good reputation in the mansion, and he is also notorious in Tianyang City.

As early as more than half a year ago, the second son was jealous with someone else in the Spring Festival, causing an incident, and even the old lady was alarmed.

But where did he think that the second son would run to the land of the cult, when he received the news, he heard that it was already more auspicious, although the Jun family used connections and people searched everywhere, but in the end they found nothing.

As soon as the Jun family offered a reward, those who inquired and were well-informed also broke through the threshold, but most of them were just to cheat some silver, and even more, some people also found liars who were similar to the second son, only saying that when they encountered a gangster, they beat their brains stupidly, and wanted to mix up a cheap second ancestor to be a pawn.

After all, this kind of thing makes people cry and laugh.

At this time, the Jun Xie has been in the dust, although after more than half a month of recuperation, but the cheeks are thin, the complexion is dark, and the edge is unkempt, Mo said that he has only been in the house for three months, and he has not seen Zhang Fu, who has not seen the Jun Xie himself, and the servants who came to watch the excitement afterwards could not recognize him.

While there was an uproar, an old man in a long shirt walked out of the mansion and shouted at Zhang Fu: "Zhang Fu!

As soon as the old steward came forward, Zhang Fu suddenly shut up, and glared at Ye Manhe angrily, the latter also didn't let go, but the old steward's eyes lit up, and his eyes were fixed on Jun Xie's body.

"Second Young Master?"

"Uncle Wang, it's me. ”

Strictly speaking, at this time, Jun Xie is indeed a "liar", the former Jun Xie encountered a cult, was beaten to a coma, and was to be used as a sacrifice, although he got a drop of evil god blood by mistake, but he couldn't withstand the power of the evil god, and he died with a whimper, and when he woke up, his soul had changed masters, and Jun Xie didn't know anything about the situation in Junfu, except for the road on his body as physical evidence, and his body was genuine.

This is also the reason why he wants to live next door for more than half a month, he wants to find out the situation of the monarch's mansion, even if he lives in, he must make people feel that he can still vaguely remember some characters and things, and besides, he also needs to investigate, if this monarch's mansion is not suitable for him, he also has the heart to leave and live his own free life.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the old steward heard the familiar voice, and suddenly burst into tears, and couldn't help but exclaim: "It's really the second young master! It's the second young master! The second young master is really back!"

Saying this, he came over and grabbed Jun Xie's arm, the servant behind him was already in a commotion, but Zhang Fu stood still.

The old steward Wang Dehe slapped him on the head and scolded: "Are you still collecting the pestle here and the sky!

"It's... Be... The little one is gone!" Zhang Fu's face turned pale, turned around and ran back, and when he reached the threshold, he tripped and stumbled, and screamed, then patted his buttocks, and continued to run towards the house.

"What are you still standing for! Why don't you come over to help the second young master get something!" Zhang Zhaohe scolded, and the servants in the door all came out one after another, rushing to lead the horses, and then surrounded the monarch and evil, and entered the mansion happily.

"Also... It's really the young master of the Jun family..."Ye Manhe stood in place in a daze, and it took a long time to come to her senses, but the Jun Mansion had already closed the door, leaving her standing alone, feeling a little lost in her heart.

After entering the mansion and not going too far, the old man in the gentleman's house unintentionally trotted over, and when he saw the king's evil, he hugged him and cried silently.

The father is not ugly, the former monarch is not good, and he is also his own flesh and blood, I thought that this son died in the south, and now he has lost it, what is more gratifying than this?

Jun Xie also has a brother, but at this time, he is in retreat and cultivation, and he can't see him for a while, but the cousins in other rooms are rushing out, treating Jun Xie as a monster to watch.

Jun has no intention of being the owner of the long house, but the heirs are not prosperous, after the disappearance of the king evil, only the eldest son is left to support him, and the status of the long house is in jeopardy, and the cousins of the other houses see the return of the king evil, and they don't know whether to be happy?

But when they heard that Jun Xie was injured by the bandits, his skull was broken, and he couldn't remember many things clearly, so they felt better in their hearts.

After making such a fuss for most of the day, he was unintentionally taken by Jun to meet the old lady at home, and in the evening, Jun Xie finally had a leisure.

Just sitting and resting, taking a sip of tea, a little girl entered the door timidly and whispered, "Young master, servant... The servant will come and wait for you to bathe and change your clothes..."

After a few days of secret observation, Jun Xie also has a general understanding of the personnel of Jun Mansion, and he also knows this girl, but she is a girl in the room of the former Jun Xie, named Rou'er.

Rou'er is only thirteen or fourteen years old at this time, her body has just grown, like a loofah after the rain, green and exudes the breath of youth, Xu is ashamed to grow up in her breasts, and she does not dare to raise her head and stand tall, slightly hunched back, it is more than thirteen years old, cardamom tips in early February, the eyebrows and eyes have shown signs of beauty, with a little baby fat, quite pleasing.

Jun Xie couldn't help but think of the fact that in his previous life, he was alone, how could he be embarrassed to let such a little girl bathe herself, and immediately waved her hand and said, "I'll come by myself, you can go down and rest." ”

The girl exhaled lightly, as if her heart had fallen to the ground, but she seemed to remember something, and said with a look of embarrassment: "But... But the old man commanded... You must serve the young master... If he fails to do his duty, the servant will be punished..."

Jun Xie wanted to say that he would explain it to his father later, but after thinking about it, he still acquiesced.

Rou'er saw her son-in-law like this, so she went out to bring hot water, although she was still young, but she was used to doing this kind of work, but she was also skilled, and after a short time, she prepared a bath bucket fragrant soup and untied the clothes for Jun Xie.

However, when Jun Xie's clothes completely faded off, she covered her small mouth and couldn't help but exhale "ah"!

Under the flickering light, Jun Xie's chest and back were covered with hideous scars, and he didn't know what terrible things he had experienced in the past six months!

Jun Xie smiled bitterly, he expected this to happen, so he waved his hand to let Rou'er out, this time, the little girl did not refuse, and quickly escaped from the room.

While Jun Xie was enjoying the hot bath, Cai'er had already come to Jun's room in a panic.

"What?!No birthmark?!How could there be none!"

"Son... The servant can see clearly... It's not that there are no birthmarks... It's just that all that's left of the birthmark is... Only a big scar remains... Lots of scars..."

"Lots of scars?"

"Hmm... A lot..."

It was late at night, but the light in Jun's room was still on, he frowned, his calloused fingers tapped lightly on the table, and not far from his hand, an old road guide that had been repasted lay quietly.